Poem: "They're Only The Band The Beatles Could Have Been"

A poem about Wings, The Beatles, Paul McCartney, and more than that though, a poem about me and my son, Oscar.

Band on the Run is now 50
years old, it won’t be long

and I’ll be that age - my son,
so soon to be a teenager,

was raised on The Beatles,
just as my dad raised me.

I like to think it’s a ‘correct’
musical education. And one

he, rightly, has started to turn
his back on. But in those

moments when a Wings song
(Let ‘Em In, Silly Love Songs

or With A Little Luck hits through
the speakers in the car, I like

that my son can track it right
back to The Beatles, to when he

was three, to when he was four,
and say, “Dad, that bass line slaps!”